By: Ernest Becker
Intro:
Following the “red pill or blue pill” metaphor of The Matrix, The Denial of Death is the most “red pill” book I have ever read.
Ernest Becker takes us on a philosophical journey through the perspectives of some of history’s greatest minds — Kierkegaard, Maslow, Freud, Rank, and others — on the human situation and “why” of human existence, exposing some of our most fundamental illusions. As we grow up, our perceptions narrow and we adopt a few vital lies to shield ourselves from the awesome mystery and terror of being a temporary, living, breathing, eating, pooping creature.
After exposing these illusions, the book stands on the shoulders of giants and examines them, wrestling with the obvious question: where to go from here? It applies a more western, psychological lens to giving oneself over to a Higher Power, why “the road to creativity passes so close to the madhouse,” and delves into handful of other more mystic concepts in a way even the most secular, scientific-minded individual will find approachable.
At sixteen years old, a mosquito bite and bout with meningoencephalitis stripped me of my ability to “deny death,” utterly altering my outlook on life. I suspect The Denial of Death was a particularly powerful read for me, simply because it explained so much. Yet — as the book makes so clear — the main function of the cultural-hero-system we all live by is to “deny death.” I suspect this book will rock the world of just about anyone.